Hello just what to thank Fifim007 for inspiring me to write and helping me to write this chapter you rock. So here is my first Fanfictions and I hope you like.

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Also, thanks to Vicky199416 for betaing!

Claire opened the door to Glass house with her new key, that Michael gave to her since she spend the week here and the weekend at her parents. It was a compromise that, although they weren't entirely happy with, her parents agreed to as they realised Claire was happy in the Glass House.

"I'm back; did you miss me?" Claire shouted as she kicked the door shut behind her; hey, nasty vampires (not the one who lived in the house) roamed Morganville! "Eve, Shane, Michael you in?" she called the names of the residents one by one, waiting for a response.

Claire dropped her bag on the floor and keys on the small table that was next to the door. She was about to get a snack from the kitchen when Eve ran up to her, her Goth Make up all washed away with tears.

"Eve, why have you been crying? What's wrong?" Claire asked, hugging her best friend.

"It's Shane. Oh, Claire, I am so sorry for you," Eve mumbled out through her sobbing. She couldn't even look Claire in the eyes…

"What do you mean? Is Shane ok?" Claire asked, pushing Eve out at arm's length to look at her make -up messed face.

"I think you should sit down" Eve grabbed Claire's arm and pulled her in the living room and on the sofa. All the way Claire kept thinking the worst that Shane was hurt or even dead. After all, why would Eve be crying if it wasn't something as bad as the ending of his life?

"What happened is Shane ok? Where is he?" Claire asked, panic evident in her voice. Now that that thought train had been sent on it's way, she couldn't help but feel that he was dead. Eve hugged her and kissed her cheek. "Ok what is going on tell me is Shane ok" Claire yelled with worry in her voice. Tell me, you idiot!

"Calm down; Michael took Shane out because I need to tell you something that Michael and I found out over the weekend," Eve said calmly, trying desperately to bring some normality to the situation. She then started to pace up and down the living room, letting go of Claire. Claire was still worrying about what Eve was going to say but she was relieved that Shane was ok – he wasn't dead. In Morganville, that reassurance was everything.

"So what is this is ab-" Claire was cut off by Eve.

"Claire, I don't know how to say this…" Eve began, her voice trembling as she tried to put into words what she knew. "Shane is cheating on you" she finally spat it out, the words causing a sharp silence directly after it. Claire couldn't believe it… Eve moved, with tears in her eyes, to sit down next to Claire and put her arm around her in a gesture of comfort.

"What, What but...but he said" Claire muttered. She couldn't believe it… her boyfriend loved her… he wouldn't cheat on her! Claire raised her pale thin hand to her face and felt tear and tear fall down her cheek, her body's response to this shocking news. Eve pulled Claire to rest her head on her shoulder while Eve stroked her hair trying to comfort Claire. "How ...how did you find out?" Claire asked Eve through her sobbing.

"Michael and I came back from a date and we found Shane with another girl doing ...well you know" Eve said awkwardly. Claire was trying not to picture Shane on top of another girl but it kept popping up in her head as Claire was pushing this thought away it occurred that she didn't know who was the girl that Shane um...you know.

"Who was it?" Claire said in a whisper, lifting her head off Eve's shoulder. If he had cheated, she wanted to know at least who it was with… she deserved that much, at least.

Eve looked away and muttered something that sounded like "you don't want to know…" but Claire did. It was the only way that she could even begin to comprehend that this was real, not some sort of dream her twisted mind had dreamt up. After all, she lived in Morganville… who knew what the place could have done to her?

"Eve please tell me who he slept with," Claire asked, pleading evident in her tone… she had to know which skank had slept with her boyfriend, who he felt was better than what he already had.

"Well if you are sure you want to know... it was Laura," Claire froze as she heard the name. Laura. The girl from round the corner; she worked in Common Grounds alongside Eve and she seemed pretty nice. She was tall and curvaceous, with more cleavage than Claire could ever dream of having… she was blonde and flirtatious and popular – all in all, the complete opposite of Claire. No wonder he cheated with her.

With this sudden revelation, Claire stood up in shock. Without really thinking about it, she walked quickly towards the door through which she had just exited and picked up her discarded bag.

"Claire where are you going? Claire!" Eve called from the living room, but Claire ignored her and ran out of Glass house crying. He really cheated on her… in that house. She couldn't stay there.

"Why, why would he do that he...he said he loved me" kept bouncing around in her head as she walked down the street, sobbing. She needed to get some air and time to think – as far away from that house as possible. Claire walked to the park in Morganville that was close to the Day house and Myrnin's Lab and sat on the swing and until she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. Claire pulled out her phone and Michael's name was on the screen, telling Claire that Michael was calling her.

Back at Glass House

"YOU DID WHAT, EVE?" Shane shouted at Eve when she told him that, while he was out with Michael, she told Claire what he did over the weekend.

"Shane you should not have done it in the first place and now you have to face the consequences," Michael said calmly, standing behind Eve. He really wanted to hit him in the face, for what he did to innocent Claire, but he was a vampire and would probably cause an aneurysm in his brain… so not what was needed then – blood on the floor is not a good thing for a vampire!

"Fuck. Well, where is Claire now, Eve?" Shane asked, trying to calm down. He was the one who caused this, with his cheating… he didn't mean to do it though!

"Um...She kind of ran off when I told her who you had sex with," Eve said, scratching the back of her head.

"WHAT!" Michael and Shane said together, worry laced in their voices. "Why didn't you call and tell me?" Michael shouted.

"Well I thought that she needed time but now that it is about an hour till sunset I am kind of worried," Eve confessed.

"I will try to call her now," Michael said pulling out his phone so fast that Eve and Shane didn't see. Vampire speed did sometimes come in handy – however, Claire needed to be found… it was too late and dangerous in Morganville.

"Claire, its Michael. Where are you? We are all worried sick," Michael said, relief in his voice that she is still alive. "No I know what Shane did to you was disgusting, appalling, but we want you to come home where it is safe from any hungry vampire looking for a snack," he continued before listening to Claire on the other end of the phone. "Yeah I know I am a vampire but I am not looking for a snack" Michael replied, a slight smile playing on his lips before he listened once again. "Claire please come home or I will come looking fo-" Michael was cut off by Claire hanging up on him. Well just shit.

"Well where is she?" Shane asked as Eve looked worried with all her make-up smudged.

"She didn't say," Michael said and used his vampire speed to get his coat.

"Where are you going?" Eve asked – why was her vampire boyfriend going out? He wasn't going to go and join his kind and kill humans, was he?

"I am going to see if Amelie can track her down with her mind," Michael said, heading for the door.

"Wait. Can Amelie do that?" Shane asked.

"Yeah she has strong mind control which enables her to tap into others that are close with her," Michael explained and stormed out of the door.

"Well that could have gone better," Shane sighed.

"Shut up this is your fault, you idiot," Eve shouted and threw a salt shaker that was on the table next to her. Shane dodged it but didn't manage to miss the fist she followed through with before she rushed out of the kitchen, sobbing for her missing friend.

Back to Claire

Claire slid her phone back into her pocket after talking to Michael, then pushed herself off the swing and left the park. She didn't know where her feet were taking her; all she knew was that it wasn't home. thank god.

Claire stopped outside of the alley that led to Myrnin's lab, suddenly feeling the need to talk to Myrnin and to see him. Claire ran down the alley, down the steps that led to an old wooden door. She wrenched it open with a frenzied movement before kicking it shut behind her as she rushed down the stairs… to loiter on the dodgiest stairs in the world was not a good idea.

Claire stopped when she saw Myrnin in his pink bunny slippers holding a glass full of green dust. What the hell?

Claire started to laugh but then broke down and started to cry, all strength eradicated.

"Claire what's wrong? Did I do something? Why are you crying?" Myrnin asked all in one mumble as he used his vampire speed to get close to Claire. He was worried for the girl who was normally so strong but was currently crying her heart out in his lab.

Claire grabbed on to Myrnin's unbuttoned shirt and sobbed on his shoulder for about 20 minutes, managing to just about stop the tears after a while. When Myrnin asked Claire what was wrong, she started to cry again. Myrnin didn't know what to do; it hurt him so much to see Claire upset. He picked Claire up and sat himself and her on his relatively clean sofa... clean compared to the rest of the lab!

Myrnin hugged Claire when she stopped crying and persuaded her to tell him what was wrong... Myrnin was good with persuading people! He was outraged when Claire told him… how dare that bastard have treated that beautifully brilliant girl like that?

Myrnin pushed Claire at arm's length and saw that she was sound asleep… must have been all the crying. He smiled slightly, feeling the urge to kill her now ex-boyfriend ease as he held her close to his body. Myrnin kissed her lightly on the lips and put her softly on the sofa, pulled a purple blanket over her sleeping body and went to the house phone that only just got put in by one of Amelie's men.

Myrnin looked through a little book by his phone that had Amelie's number in it. He found it and dialled it. On the second ring Amelie picked up.

"Myrnin I have not got time today for your antics, Claire is missing," Amelie said, showing a bit of worry in her voice. That was not the usual Amelie – showing concern for others (especially humans) was not her forte.

Myrnin sighed. "Its ok, she showed up here about an hour ago," he said and heard Amelie sigh in relief… again, not her usual reaction.

"I am very pleased to know that… her friends shall be informed and I shall have Michael pick her up shortly," Amelie replied.

"Um, yeah I think it would be best for Claire if she stayed at mine place for a while considering what I heard about Shane," Myrnin said, doing everything he could to make sure that Claire stayed with him for a little longer.

Amelie thought about it for a minute then said in a tone that he recognised from many years ago, "Very well. I agree with you, but Myrnin I know you have strong feelings for Claire; but do not act on them, I am only giving you one chance. I will inform the members of Glass house." She hung up then, leaving Myrnin pondering the tone… it was from many years ago, when she wasn't the cool and hard Founder she was then – she was relaxed and kind and normal… she was carefree and easy to be with and friendly without reservations. It was a tone of voice that he had always found to be her natural one; after all, when do you ever hear French people speaking in a hard tone?

He put down the phone before turning back to Claire. He stood over her, watching her, wishing in his mind that he could protect her… forever.

In Amelie's Office

Amelie put down the phone. "Claire is safe at Myrnin's and she will be staying there for a couple of days," Amelie said to Michael and Eve who had come to her for help. Michael had to go back for Eve when she called him, telling him that she refused to be in the same house as Shane for a moment longer.

"But-" Eve began to protest, but was cut off with a sharp tone from Amelie.

"No buts," Amelie uttered, shooting Eve a glare she usually reserve for Oliver. The glare sent shivers down Eve's spine and she knew then that Amelie knew something that she wasn't going to tell her… or Michael. "Someone will pick up some of her things shortly. Now leave me," Amelie ordered and Michael led out a very upset Eve from the room. Amelie sighed and placed her head in her hands, wrenching her long blonde hair from its perfect bun on her head. She sighed deeply as she thought through everything that was going on and the feelings she knew her best, her only, friend had for his assistant. Who just happened to be her Protectee.

Oh yes, things are going to get very complicated, she thought to herself, smiling wryly with a hint of irony in her thoughts. Oh yes, yes they were.

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